
I am a caged monkey
Trying all he can to swing
Amidst bigger bars
Blast from the Past:
The well-liked parrot
Ends up in a cage for all
To get to hang with
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

I am a caged monkey
Trying all he can to swing
Amidst bigger bars
Blast from the Past:
The well-liked parrot
Ends up in a cage for all
To get to hang with

Caged by fantasy
It’s reality that gives
Humankind its wings.
Blast from the Past:
How to establish
Good boundaries with someone
Lost in fantasy

The heat of life
Can make even the most
Enjoyable day unbearable
Blast from the Past:
A fallen flower
Floating down a gushing stream –
What else is life’s dream?

The monkey plays among
The mangrove trees, flapping its
Strange, enormous nose
(Yesterday I saw hibiscus monkeys, which are strange-looking monkeys here living in mangrove forests.)
Blast from the Past:
Maybe orchids hate beauty,
Becoming so beautiful
So that they do not have
To engage with the beauty of others

Bungling populist
Bloke you can get a drink with
Bountiful evil
Blast from the Past:
Just a sinister
Attempt to build a cult of
Personality

We didn’t start the fire,
But we profit from the smoke.
Dancing in its flames.
Blast from the Past:
What is this world?
It’s a world of fire and salt
Where nothing is real
Unless it is in ashes

I sit in your box
Wondering how I can move
Beyond these tall walls
Blast from the Past:
Life’s a chocolate
Box, unsure what you’ll get, but
Each has freaking coffee.

Pulled in so many
Directions. Do this. Do that.
Forced through the motions
Blast from the Past:
We must return to
Ourselves after long stretches
To renew our soul

Outside in the heat
On a persistent quest to
Remain hydrated
Blast from the Past:
Winter beach: lilting waves,
Icy wind, quiet: No one’s dumb
Enough to be here.

Can you ever
Smell the scent
Of your own breath?
Blast from the Past:
Cuddle in puddles
Snuggle by bitty puggles
Crumple on rumples